Quick travel: The little skeleton gave birth to multiple babies!

Chapter 202: Cultivation World Cannon Fodder Cauldron 16

Wen Nuan was also very worried, so she threw all the treasures she had collected during this period at the child.

She didn't want to lose the baby she had worked so hard to conceive.

After all, he is a child of luck, so God should give him some leniency.

With a nervous heart, the infant Wen Yitian encountered the first thunder of his life.

There is also a magnitude 10 earthquake in the cultivation world. Is a six-month-old baby going to survive? Nonsense, nonsense~

Although that was said, the pace of the crowd did not slow down at all.

They must go and see this unprecedented wonder.

On the day when Wen Yitian was undergoing the tribulation, thousands of monks rushed to the scene upon hearing the news, but Wen Yitian, who was still sucking his little finger, was unaware of anything.

In full view of everyone, it slowly rose into the sky.

Wen Nuan and the people from the Law Enforcement Pavilion felt their hearts wrenched when they saw the baby in the air.

Nothing can escape the laws of nature. Even an immortal like Wen Nuan cannot interfere with the order of this world's tribulation.

Once she intervenes, not only will she not be able to help the cub, but she will also anger the Heaven and make the thunder more severe.

"Boom!~"

A bolt of lightning as thick as a water snake suddenly struck down, and everyone was so nervous that they dared not breathe.

In this cautious atmosphere, a jaw-dropping scene occurred.

Just when the lightning was about to hit the baby, it suddenly turned into an embroidery needle.

Yes, an embroidery needle.

If the monk didn't have excellent eyesight, he wouldn't be able to see the needle.

Afterwards, the embroidery needle fell lightly and was caught in the hand of the naughty Wen Yitian. The kid not only didn't cry, but also giggled.

That laughter could be heard ten miles away.

And then nothing happened. Only a needle appeared. The thunder dissipated and everything in the sky returned to normal.

"Is that all?"

Everyone was confused. Was it like this when they were going through the foundation-building thunder tribulation? Why did something seem wrong?

This amazing scene is the only one you have ever seen in your life.

Wen Nuan finally let go of her worries. Even if others didn't understand, how could her mother not understand?

You are worthy of being the son of God. Although we went through the back door, we still had to follow the process. I understand, I understand very well.

When Wen Yitian landed safely, several elders cried with joy.

This is a treasure bestowed by God on their Law Enforcement Bureau, a huge treasure.

Wen Nuan looked at those ignorant kids with both relief and worry.

It's understandable that the eldest son receives such treatment, but it doesn't mean that the other sons also receive the same preferential treatment. If the eldest son is the biological son, then the others were raised by a stepmother.

If they continue to absorb it unconsciously like this, the others won't be able to withstand the thunder.

Fortunately, what Wen Nuan worried about did not happen.

The other cubs absorbed the energy very slowly. On the day they turned one year old, they could no longer absorb the energy on their own. Wen Nuan and everyone else finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It makes sense. If things continue like this, they won't have to practice hard anymore. They can just lie down and improve their skills. How can such a good thing be possible?

But even so, one kid in the foundation-building stage and five kids in the Qi-refining stage were enough to keep everyone warm.

The kid didn't know anything about spiritual power, and he often smashed the decorations in the room to pieces with a wave of his hand.

The eldest brother was even worse. He used the small wooden sword that Ye Liuyun gave them to play with as a magic broom.

Before you know it, the little brats have climbed up the tree sitting on their little wooden swords, and the elders are following them around all day long.

Wen Nuan and Ye Liuyun were not much better off. The little brats were noisy to begin with, and this one with spiritual powers was even more noisy.

"Wen Yitian, get down here!"

"Giggle..."

"Mom, it's fun."

What responded to Wen Nuan was a string of silver bell-like laughter, and Wen Nuan's eyebrows were throbbing.

Fun? What the hell is fun? She still doesn't understand how this little wooden sword can be so popular like a magic weapon. She wants to confiscate it, but this kid is still protecting it.

Wen Nuan knows what it feels like to give birth to a baby.

"Master, my junior brother is still young..."

Tang Ning, who followed closely, saw his master's gloomy face, and hurriedly climbed up the tree to carry the kid down.

"Little, what's so little about that? He's already four years old, and he's still acting like a monkey all the time."

"Wen Yitian, remember this: you are a human, not a monkey!"

"Just protect them all."

Wen Nuan flicked her sleeves, feeling very angry. Every time she started to make a move, everyone in the pavilion would try to coax the little brats in various ways, really spoiling these little things.

"Mom, don't be angry, don't be angry, the baby won't fly anymore~"

Look, the little guy always uses this trick, actively admitting his mistakes, refusing to repent, and being so sweet-talking that he has everyone in the cabinet under his control.

Even her mother can't stand this kind of coquettish behavior. Once the baby comes out, who can compete with her?

"Xiaoyi, you have to know that you are already four years old. You are a mature little man."

"As a brother, you have to set a good example."

"Starting tomorrow, you can go practice with your father."

"If you dare to be lazy, mother will not be soft-hearted anymore."

Wen Nuan deliberately frowned. She had to scare the little guy. This little guy was not afraid of anyone in the entire Law Enforcement Bureau. Only her, as a mother, could discipline him.

"Mom...the baby is only four years old."

The little guy hugged the warm thighs tightly, and the golden beans came as soon as they came, trying to win back the mother's loving heart.

Don’t be fooled by the little guys’ small age, they know a lot. In the world of cultivation, people only start testing their spiritual roots and practicing at the age of six, and they are only four years old.

Are such slender shoulders going to carry an unbearable weight?

Warmth is indifferent. Cry as much as you want. Even flooding Jinshan Temple is useless.

Her carefree days have come to an end. If they continue to make trouble for her, she will have nothing to do and will become a real nanny.

When she was three years old, Wen Nuan proposed that the kids practice cultivation. But everyone in the pavilion was unanimously opposed.

Okay, Wen Nuan thought that three years old was still young, so she would take it slow.

Right now, haha~ no one can stop her. As for the path of cultivation, they have to step on it even if they don't want to.

"Good boy, Xiaoyi, cherish the only day you have left."

Wen Nuan had a smile on her face, but in the eyes of the little boy, she looked malicious, and he ran away with a scared cry.

Well, go ahead and seek help, right? No matter who you ask, it won’t help.

The result is self-evident. All those who came to the door returned empty-handed. Ye Liuyun even tried to plead for the kids, but Wen Nuan said that if he didn't deal with the kids, she would deal with him.

Well, what else is there to say? I would rather die than let my fellow Taoist die. Ye Liuyun made up his mind and said, "Kids, Dad is doing this for your own good."

The boys accepted their fate and followed their father on the path of cultivation with watery eyes blinking.

The warmth finally died down, there were no more monkeys jumping around, and the world became quiet.

This is a godsend opportunity, what are you waiting for? Warm your feet, put some oil on them, and go traveling.

There are treasures everywhere in the world of cultivation, she can't come here for nothing.